Ruth

Yo, let me tell you a story, maybe you've heard it before, maybe not. It's a story of love, and of Greater love. It's story of hidden struggle, of redemption. It's the story of life, and how God is it's source.

Listen

Girl on the move, bright-eyed and married anew,
It was a tragedy, yo who would a knew,
That the young man was old in his timeline, his lifeline
Had run out, single widow, no family, no hideout,
The day seemed dimming, God did someone turn the lights out?
Mother in law, fading in doubt, sister in law, looking for a way out,
From deep in her heart, she may have wanted to shout to God to take her side,
Would emptiness fill the divide, miles wide? Two ladies, young and old, no place to hide.
No face can lie, that their tears couldn't have dried,
But when you, in the shadow of the Most High's wings, abide, it's impossible not to survive.(:54)

O the holy mystery,
That God can bring Light from Dark history,
That God brings together pieces that don't fit for me,
And so as with her God lifted me.
His Son the atoning sacrificial gift for me,
Who gave His life and Spirit to set men free.
A sacrifice enduring hell to let men see.
Jesus Christ is He (1:16)

There had been some struggles for sure,
They had to endure, without bread, men dead
Awaiting the Lord's cure,
Better than seven sons, Ruth had been for her,
So she told Ruth to exercise allure,
When she saw Boaz as Naomi had said before,
She did as was told and the plan proved sure,
Because the man was pure, upright before God,
From the beginning had inquired of the woman who trod,
In his fields to glean, though she was not
A daughter of Israel, or so the town folk thought,
But he knew better, for he knew grace,
He saw God's work when he saw Ruth's face,
And he waited until the law was perfectly obeyed.
And so he stayed, until the land's redemption was completely paid,
And the Lord's image of the price He gave,
Was recognized by the people who saw Ruth's line saved.

O the holy mystery,
That God can bring Light from Dark history,
That God brings together pieces that don't fit for me,
And so as with her God lifted me.
His Son the atoning sacrificial gift for me,
Who gave His life and Spirit to set men free.
A sacrifice enduring hell to let men see.
Jesus Christ is He

They found themselves in the midst of strange circumstance,
Happen, I think not, wasn't a matter of chance,
It was reason to dance, God's dynastic plans, involved
Bringing them up out of a foreign land,
Orchestrated at the work of God's own hands.
A man, seasoned in years from their own family,
Nearly brought to tears with emotion, waiting to see,
If the other with the first chance would take her as bride-to-be,
A ceremony of exchange, a change, to joy from pain,
Restored from lame, given a brand new name,
Honor from shame, bitter to the sweet from which it came,
No one's life ever to be the same,
Because the Almighty God had stamped His claim
And with this great hope, I refrain,
That the Lord Jesus Christ is Salvation's name